Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 704

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But the photos showed a side of her that was utterly chaotic, completely at odds with the image everyone had of her.

Who took these pictures—and how did they get into Amara’s... no, into Emma’s hands?

What on earth was happening?

For a moment, Elowen was in a state of utter confusion. She didn’t know what to say.

She knew just how old-fashioned and strict her father was. He disapproved of girls going to bars and nightclubs, much less getting involved with men in those places.

That was why, all these years, whenever she went out to places like that, she was always extremely careful. She never dared to show her face, almost always wearing a mask, a hat, and sunglasses.

She had taken great pains to keep all of this hidden and had never been caught before. So how on earth did someone manage to catch her on camera this time?

Elowen opened her mouth to speak, but before she could say anything, Larry suddenly stood up and slapped her across the face.

With a loud crack, Elowen was knocked to the floor.

Clutching her burning cheek, she looked up in disbelief.

Had Dad really just hit her?

The father who had always loved and protected her had just slapped her—and slapped her hard. Her head was ringing from the pain, and her heart was overwhelmed with sorrow.

“Dad, what are you doing?” she screamed. “What did I do? Why would you hit me?”

A moment ago, she had only felt afraid; now, she was completely overwhelmed by a sense of injustice.

Amara glanced at her coolly, then pointed at one of the photos on her phone. “Elowen, you still won’t admit that’s you? But this light gray satin dress—you wore it to Dad’s birthday last year, didn’t you remember?”

She turned to a nearby maid. “Susan, go check Elowen’s bedroom and see if that dress is still there.”

That was the last straw for Elowen. She pointed at Amara and shouted furiously, “Who do you think you are, ordering people to go through my closet?”

Then she screamed at Susan, “Don’t you dare! No one is allowed in my room without my permission! Anyone who goes in—I’ll have them fired!”

Her wild outburst nearly made Fiona faint with frustration.

How could she still be so clueless at a time like this? How did I end up with such a fool for a daughter…

Observing the scene, Amara’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Since Elowen doesn’t want anyone entering her room, let’s not force the issue.”

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